Chapter 282 Jiang Mulezi, a giant bandit in Shanghai
Wow.
"Shoot the little bastard!"
"I'm furious!"
Zhang Xiaolin was so angry that he waved the civilized stick and smashed all the vases, dishes, and even his favorite glass fish tank wherever he looked. The usually doted goldfish was jumping on the ground dying.
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"This hatred is irreconcilable."
From the murder of Shao Er, to the murder of Yu Xiaomin, and now to the simultaneous murder of Pang Shui and Zhan Si, the weight of the killed person under Zhang Xiaolin's command has become more and more important, which is equivalent to the slap on Zhang Xiaolin's face.
It's getting heavier.
No, to be more precise, this is no longer a slap in the face, this is completely a stab in the body!
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At this moment, the phone rang.
Zhang Xiaolin walked over to answer the phone, but a piece of broken porcelain pricked his foot. He screamed in pain and became even more angry.
"Master, are you okay?"
Snapped!
"ah!"
The concubine who was slapped covered her face and ran away crying.
Picking up the phone, Zhang Xiaolin was still angry and asked coldly, "Who is it?"
"Zhang Sang, I am Sanbonjiro."
"Sergeant Sanben, if you are helping Cheng Qianfan clarify, there is no need to say more." Zhang Xiaolin said coldly, "Cheng Qianfan, this little brat, killed Pang Shui and Zhan Si. I must avenge this."
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"President Zhang misunderstood." Sanbonjiro's voice became cold, "I am not interceding for Cheng Qianfan."
Zhang Xiaolin, who was so excited, didn't notice Sanbonjiro's tone. His face looked good. He was still very respectable among the Japanese. These Japanese people knew that he would be furious now, so they decisively gave up on Cheng Qianfan.
three.
"Zhang misunderstood Mr. Sanben." Zhang Xiaolin said.
"No, President Zhang, you misunderstood." Sanbonjiro said coldly, "I order you not to make any unfriendly moves towards Cheng Sang in the patrol room."
Zhang Xiaolin was stunned. He couldn't believe his ears.
"President Zhang, please think twice after saying this." After finishing speaking, Sanbonjiro hung up the phone.
Zhang Xiaolin was stunned for a while, and then he got so angry that he threw the phone receiver down hard.
"Eastern Turtle, you've gone too far to deceive others! Mother, sideways!"
After holding up the civilized stick and limping his legs, Zhang Xiaolin smashed everything he could hit again, and then sat on the sofa, breathing heavily from exhaustion.
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Seeing that Boss Zhang had finished venting his anger, the housekeeper Sui Ermu and several of his subordinates dared to come over.
"Master, have a sip of tea to relieve your anger."
Sui Erming winked, and Boss Zhang's favorite fourth aunt came over and helped his master with a gentle squeeze on his shoulders and a pat on his back.
"Boss, everyone is waiting, when will we do it?" Su Wuyuan stepped forward and asked cautiously.
Now that Zhan Si is gone, he is currently the most capable subordinate around Zhang Xiaolin.
"Let's disperse now." Zhang Xiaolin waved his hands dejectedly.
"It's gone?" Su Wuyuan suddenly raised his voice.
"Allah said it's over, I'm just a loser, don't you know what people say?" Zhang Xiaolin cursed with his face covered.
"Yes, yes." Su Wuyuan was frightened, nodded and ran away.
"Ah Ming stays." Zhang Xiaolin said with a livid face as he walked towards the study with his hands behind his back.
The fourth aunt nodded too sensibly, quietly stepped back, and closed the study door.
"Master, why..." Sui Ermu frowned and asked, "Did Sanbonjiro call again to make peace?"
"I'm not talking about peace." Zhang Xiaolin looked a little embarrassed and said angrily, "Sanben ordered me not to touch Cheng Qianfan again, but this Japanese bastard actually ordered me? He actually ordered me! He ordered me!"
Zhang Xiaolin said "order me" three times, his tone getting lower and lower each time, and finally he patted the desk bitterly.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, Sanbonjiro, who had no authority over him, was indeed qualified to order him.
Sui Erming was silent for a long time before he started to say, "Sir, Sanben has always been very protective of Cheng Qianfan. This little Japanese should have accepted Cheng Qianfan's money."
"Is the news accurate?" Zhang Xiaolin narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Inseparable, Ah Shui had arranged for someone to follow Cheng Qianfan, and the last place where he took action was outside the gate of Sanben's Special High School Course, and it was Araki from the Special High School Course who came out to greet Cheng Qianfan. This shows that Cheng Qianfan and Sanben's
There’s a lot of connection.”
Sui Erming thought for a moment and continued, "The Japanese cannot afford to be early if they have no profit. Cheng Qianfan is incomparable to the master in terms of status and importance to the Japanese. However, Sanben defended him in this way. It is inevitable that
It’s a benefit.”
"No matter how biased the three books are to defend Cheng Qianfan, the death of Ah Shui and Zhan Si cannot just be let go." Zhang Xiaolin was silent for a while and said through gritted teeth.
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Send me a greeting card to Fu Xiaowan's house." Zhang Xiaolin said with a sneer.
"Sir, although Fu Xiaolu is the mayor, he still has to look at the faces of the Japanese and may not dare to offend Sanbonjiro." Sui Erming reminded.
"What's the point of asking you to send a greeting card?" Zhang Xiaolin waved his hand impatiently.
Naturally, he knew that Fu Xiaowan could not suppress Sanbonjiro. What he wanted was to use Fu Xiaowan to open up the relationship with the Japanese high-level officials behind him.
"yes!"
Watching the butler leave, Zhang Xiaolin shook his head irritably. The Japanese Matsumoto who had secretly met with him in Moganshan and asked him to come out has returned to China. Otherwise, with Matsumoto's status, he would be able to compete with Sanben.
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On this quiet night, Cheng Qianfan returned to the patrol room and left the interrogation, bail and other matters to Da Toulu.
Da Toulu and others are very familiar with handling this kind of thing. When Mr. Xiao Cheng comes to work the next day, he is sure to have genuine good news to deliver.
After returning home, Cheng Qianfan took a simple shower first, and then went to the bedroom.
After his wife fell asleep, he put on his coat and came to the study.
The lamp was on on the desk. He placed his Browning gun on the table and then began to disassemble the gun with great concentration.
open.
reassemble.
Check it over.
Take it apart again.
Reassemble again.
Check it over.
He finally nodded with satisfaction, opened the safety, and put the gun into the drawer.
During this process, he actually filtered today's actions in his mind again and confirmed that there was nothing inappropriate.
Killing Pang Shui was planned.
To kill Zhan Si, it is better to say that Zhan Si came to die.
However, he never expected that Zhan Si would be so arrogant and domineering that he drove four trucks and brought nearly a hundred men with guns and ammunition to surround him.
You know, this is the French Concession, the central area of the French Concession.
Zhan Si led nearly a hundred of his men, armed with live ammunition, to besiege the deputy chief inspector of the central patrol room. How arrogant this was.
It was Zhan Si's arrogance and domineering attitude that made Cheng Qianfan decisively order the machine gun to fire.
Zhan Si died, and nearly thirty of Zhang Xiaolin's men were shot dead.
Cheng Qianfan naturally knew what kind of uproar this matter involving dozens of lives would cause on the next day, and this incident would definitely shock the entire Shanghai beach.
However, he wasn't worried about anything.
Zhan Si's fate was sealed when those four trucks, loaded with guns and ammunition, showed off their power in the French Concession.
Because Zhan Si could not have brought people into the French Concession from outside. These men, as well as the nearly a hundred short guns, and these four trucks must have been hidden in the French Concession for a long time, so that they could make big moves at any time.
Although the French continued to compromise and retreat towards Japan, they would certainly not tolerate Zhang Xiaolin's New Asia Peace Promotion Association hiding such a paramilitary force in the French Concession that could be summoned and put into action at any time.
For Mr. Xiao Cheng's ruthlessness and decisiveness, the senior police officers would only express satisfaction.
This not only eliminated a huge security risk lurking in the central area of the French Concession, but at the same time, Xiao Cheng never showed mercy because of his pro-Japanese tendencies and decisively took action against the traitor forces. This is something the senior management of the French Concession is happy to see.
Arrived.
As for Sanbenjiro, as long as Sanbenjiro understands how arrogant Zhan Si is, Sanben will only acquiesce to Zhan Si's death instead of blaming him.
James Si's arrogance and domineering attitude greatly damaged the strength of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association supported by the Japanese.
The most important thing is that Zhang Xiaolin did not report such a large-scale 'military operation' to his Japanese masters. Is this really a big deal?
What the Japanese need is an obedient dog, a dog that can be controlled.
As for killing twenty or thirty members of the New Asia Peace Promotion Association, this was nothing in the eyes of Sanbonjiro and other Japanese. Cheng Qianfan even suspected that Sanbonjiro would not pay attention to these 'minutiae' at all.
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Light a cigarette and place it gently in the ashtray.
Watching the cigarette slowly burning and turning into ashes, Cheng Qianfan looked a little sad.
The light of the desk lamp shrouded him, casting a shadow.
As the cigarette burned down, Comrade Huo Miao stood up, turned off the desk lamp, turned around and left the study.
The moment he turned to leave, he whispered, "Rest in peace, compatriots."
According to the secret statistics of our party, in less than a year, nearly 200 innocent people were directly killed by Zhang Xiaolin's New Asia Peace Promotion Association.
As food, cloth, cotton, coal and other household goods were plundered, more than 800 innocent people died of starvation, freezing, and their homes were destroyed.
This does not include the number of casualties among our compatriots caused by traitors of all sizes from the New Asia Peace Promotion Association who led the way for the Japanese army and went to the countryside to carry out raids.
Since the establishment of Fu Xiaolu's puppet Shanghai Municipal Government, through this puppet regime, the Japanese have gradually consolidated their rule over Shanghai, and the Japanese army has begun to free up their hands to encircle and suppress the anti-Japanese armed forces.
Among them, as far as Cheng Qianfan knew, the Japanese army had carried out two raids on the Qingdong Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Zone, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil.
Cheng Qianfan suddenly remembered He Guan and Qin Di. As far as he knew, both Aguan and Qin Di were in the Qingdong Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Zone.
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The shootout at the entrance of the Ballroom shocked the entire Shanghai beach.
However, the official statement from the French Concession is:
The Jiang Mule gang sneaked into the French Concession, attempted to bloodbath the dance hall and kidnapped the dancers in the dance hall.
Fortunately, my brave Central District Patrol Office carried out regular patrols and discovered the gangsters in advance. Under the command of Mr. Ferguson, Chief Inspector of the French Concession Patrol Office, Jin Kemu, Chief Inspector of the Central District Patrol Office, and Cheng Qianfan, Deputy Chief Inspector, our Patrol Office made a decisive attack.
Killed and injured dozens of members of the Jiang Mule gang, protecting the lives and property of the citizens of our Central District.
With this operation, the patrol office has once again demonstrated that we are capable of protecting citizens. Anyone who wants to test the law in the French Concession is overestimating his capabilities and bringing about his own destruction.
After the notice from the French Concession authorities was issued, major newspapers in Shanghai who knew the truth were waiting to see the reaction of the Japanese and Zhang Xiaolin.
If the Japanese stood up and exposed the lies of the French Concession officials, they would naturally be able to report the truth of the matter.
The strange thing is that Zhang Xiaolin has always remained silent.
There was no official response from Japan.
Under this situation, major newspapers also began to receive secret messages from the French Concession, and they were strictly prohibited from falsely reporting on the shootout at the Ballroom.
Some newspapers disagreed with this. When they had already printed the pages and were preparing to sell them, someone broke into the printing office, smashed the machines, and burned the printed newspapers.
Afterwards, harsh words were released: Whoever dares to report this will break the machine this time, and next time it will cost people their lives.
The strange thing is that it seems that besides Mr. Xiao Cheng’s people, there are also people from Zhang Xiaolin who made the harsh words.
In the "underground world" of Shanghai, what the young bastards talk about the most is that Xiao Cheng is always pro-Japanese, and Zhang Xiaolin, Boss Zhang, has long since defected to the Japanese. Now the Japanese are biting each other.
The dog got up and even bit blood, so how would the Japanese choose between these two dogs?
The next day, a Japanese newspaper opened a column in that day's newspaper, enumerating all the cruel and evil deeds of the famous gangster Jiang Mule Gang in Shanghai. Among them, it was mentioned that the Jiang Mule Gang tried to commit crimes in the French Concession and was repeatedly beaten by brave men.
Xiaocheng's headquarters made great achievements in stopping and even defeating it in time.
According to an unofficial report from Japan, the Japanese seemed to say nothing and yet seemed to say everything.
In a safe house of the Shanghai Special Service Team, Zhuo Yun pointed to the newspaper report and gave Jiang Mule a thumbs up, "Brother Jiang, you can stop a child from crying at night in Shanghai. That's great."
Jiang Mulezi smiled bitterly at first, then looked a little weird, "The team leader asked Chongqing for credit for us."
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"brazen!"
"It's so shameless!"
"I bother!"
"Xiao Mian is a shameless villain!"
Zheng Lijun cursed loudly in the office.
He learned a piece of news through his old relationship in Chongqing. Xiao Mian, the leader of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group, reported to the Chongqing headquarters that the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group had set up an ambush during a battle and successfully ambushed Zhang Xiaolin's New Asia Peace Promotion Unit.
The Club Department killed and injured more than 200 people in Zhang Xiaolin's unit, which was the great victory in Shanghai on November 26 in the 27th year of the Republic of China.
"How dare he do this?" Zheng Lijun gritted his teeth angrily and turned to ask Cheng Xuyuan, "Where is his face?"
While speaking, he also patted his face.
Cheng Xuyuan also smiled bitterly, and at the same time he also knew that Zheng Lijun was angry not with Xiao Mian of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Unit for lying about his military exploits, but because he was angry that he didn't think of this!
A number of people died in the New Asia Peace Promotion Association. This is real, they are named, they can withstand investigation, and they are not afraid of investigation.
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Special high school course, interrogation room.
"I, I said it." Yami Shoji, who was covered in bruises, vomited a mouthful of blood and said weakly.
At this time, a man wearing a peaked cap knocked on the door of the super high school director's office.
"Taijun Sanben, I would like to request access to the dossier information of the Red Party Special Branch's 'Yuchang' and 'Chenzhou'."
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